If only I could tie
All the birds to
The tree.
A simple cord
From branch to knee.
The birds would work
Together. In chaos
Comes flight.
Carry the tree south…a message:
The winters are warmer.
Before the oak wilt sets
Before the mistletoe comes.
The birds can save the trees.
Instead they sit and Tweet.
Then **** on my car.
Jan 16, 2013
Jan 16, 2013 at 11:52 AM UTC
If only I could tie
All the birds to
The tree.
A simple cord
From branch to knee.
The birds would work
Together. In chaos
Comes flight.
Carry the tree south…a message:
The winters are warmer.
Before the oak wilt sets
Before the mistletoe comes.
The birds can save the trees.
Instead they sit and Tweet.
Then **** on my car.
Request permission to use this poem